Battling Two Lions

It was nighttime. I was in the forest. I was with a couple other people that I sensed that I knew, but I cannot identify who they were exactly.

I don’t remember how I got there, but I knew that we were trying to escape from some lions. We came across a house in the middle of the forest and we ran inside.

The lions seemed to be right outside. I looked up and could see that there was no roof on the house. In fact, the room we were in was long and rectangular and the two long walls were not really walls but just curved mounds that were like a cylinder buried halfway in the ground.

As soon as I noticed this, one of the lions jumped on top of the wall and looked down at us. It was a male lion with a main, and he quickly jumped down into the room.

Everyone fled to the other side of the room and I was left facing the lion. I had something in my hands that I couldn’t exactly make out, but I swung it at the lion.

The lion roared back at me, and his mouth seemed to grow to be the size of his whole body.

He lunged at me, and I hit him in the mouth with something. We took a few steps backed and seemed to become less aggressive.

At this point, there was another lion that jumped into the room, and I was trying to keep both lions at bay by swinging some object at them.

At first I had a sense of fear as I encountered the lions, but then that fear changed to determination to fend them off.

At this point, the dream became hazy, and I can’t remember there rest.